Roselle looks back towards Phineas, "Are you coming or what?" She lightly tilts her head in the direction they all are going, indicating for her to follow before catching up with the two males up front, once again going silent. Her footsteps were silent as well although her pace was rather quick, a serious look upon her face though she had an obvious look of amusement and interest.
Phineas sits there uncomfortably, her legs slightly crossed, one hand raised up to ask a question to a now empty room, "Ummm point of order... where is the little girl's room, I have to tinkle?"
Roselle looks back into the room towards Phineas, "Are you coming or what?"
Phineas mutters to herself and she gets up to quickly follow Roselle, "don't even let a girl pet an owl, this girl knows how to stroke an owl too.... big honking ones too, a lot bigger than that one. And no taste, what kind of a municipality hires a group of ruthless mercenaries to take down a dragon and doesn't provide a little taste up front, at least sweeten the honey pot a little, this girl does like her honey pot nice and sweet."
The Jester looks down, "no FERB, I most certainly do not want to rub your belly, it is really not the same thing now is it?"
Picking up speed Phineas catches up to Roselle following the others pulling at her leather chaps, "by the gawds Rose Red I am itching something fierce, I think that fellow trimmed me a little too close, or I got an ingrown hair, don't you just hate those, you don't happen to have any Gnomish Powder do you? Where are we going anyway, I might have dozed off for a second there?"
Roselle shakes her head at Phineas and breathes a silent sigh. "The Dowsing Deer Molly, we are to meet someone there for more information." She speaks in such a low voice, it could hardly be called a whisper. However, she manages to make sure Phineas was able to hear her. She continues to follow the others
Phineas smiles, "The Rutting Deer, what an adorable name for a pub, must be a family joint... never heard of it." Following behind Roselle, the Jester giggles, "the boys are moving pretty fast like someone rang a dinner bell, is there going to be a spread there, I am feeling a bit peckish, how about you, could you eat?" Phineas turns and looks down, "oh for Pete sake FERB will you just give it a rest for one freaking minute... Rose Red does not want to rub your belly either... no, I am most certainly not asking her that, I don't care what the literature says, Rose Red is a class act! Now give me some peace, you are giving me a migraine." Phineas turns back to Roselle throwing her arms up into the air, "sorry about that but you know how Pooka's are. If I knew he was going to be this much of a bother I would have left him in the Feywild."
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Phineas gives chase after Roselle, her bells jingling as she struggles to keep up... huffing and puffing dragging her maul behind, as she attempts an impromptu tap dance in an attempt to show a bit of panache and style.
Performance:24
"FERB! Stay out from under my feet, I'm trying to dance here..."
Tomoe, walking will walk up to the two men,"I DON'T THINK I GOT YOUR NAMES. IF WE PLAN ON WORKING TOGETHER WE SHOULD AT LEAST KNOW EACH OTHER NAMES, NO! HAHAHAHAHAHA!?"
Menus doesn't stop walking, but he looks at the one-eyed half elf and says warmly, "Ah. Right. I'm Menus." He nods and looks at Cyrus, then back to Tomoe. "Yep. That's my name. What's yours?" He asks looking at the wizard.
Roselle smirks slightly hearing the two introduce themselves. She continues ahead, remaining silent and out of view of the others as she searches for the Dowsing Deer, she manages to get there before the others leaning beside the entrance. She crosses her arms waiting patiently, humming softly
Roselle waits patiently, having moved ahead without their notice. She observes the town life before she looks around for the one the mayor had described they needed to see.
Phineas finally catches up with Roselle. The Jester is huffing and puffing as she sings an old pirate song, "come on Rose Red, you know this one, sing it with me while we wait... all the gents love a merry tune!"
Roselle looks at her, letting out a small sigh. Before Phineas could finish the next verse, she joins in, singing under her breath alongside her. Her voice gradually growing loud enough to be heard alongside her frenemy's. She smirks, eyes closed as she continues to sing, her voice rather lovely despite her aversion to being noticeable to the public eye.
Menus finds it strange to see the red-haired girl was already ahead of them somehow. He thought she had stuck behind a ways with the others, but there she was singing alongside the sporadic Phineas. The two were a bizarre couple in his mind. In fairness, it takes a few loose stones to want to see a dragon slain. 'I just hope, I can protect them all.' he thinks to himself still anticipating the group's designated contact at the tavern. "Perhaps he's inside?" Menus suggests.
Roselle stops singing hearing Menus's voice, she lightly nods. "Perhaps. Let us find out. The sooner we know what is exactly in store... the better." She points out, preferring to be prepared rather than going in blindly. She pushes open the door, lightly tensed as if expecting someone to jump at her. She allows everyone to walk in ahead of her, holding the door open for them all now silent once more, as if preparing for someone to attack them despite the fact they all were there to see someone the Mayor had directed them to.
Cyrus immediately goes over to their contact, seating himself opposite the man. "Greetings. We were sent by the mayor, to deal with the dragon. We were told to meet with you to discuss the details, is that correct?"
Tomoe seeing the others get up and start to head out "HAHAHAHA, FINALLY LET US BE ON OUR WAY!" Tomoe will follow behind.
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiARoselle looks back towards Phineas, "Are you coming or what?" She lightly tilts her head in the direction they all are going, indicating for her to follow before catching up with the two males up front, once again going silent. Her footsteps were silent as well although her pace was rather quick, a serious look upon her face though she had an obvious look of amusement and interest.
Phineas sits there uncomfortably, her legs slightly crossed, one hand raised up to ask a question to a now empty room, "Ummm point of order... where is the little girl's room, I have to tinkle?"
Roselle looks back into the room towards Phineas, "Are you coming or what?"
Phineas mutters to herself and she gets up to quickly follow Roselle, "don't even let a girl pet an owl, this girl knows how to stroke an owl too.... big honking ones too, a lot bigger than that one. And no taste, what kind of a municipality hires a group of ruthless mercenaries to take down a dragon and doesn't provide a little taste up front, at least sweeten the honey pot a little, this girl does like her honey pot nice and sweet."
The Jester looks down, "no FERB, I most certainly do not want to rub your belly, it is really not the same thing now is it?"
Picking up speed Phineas catches up to Roselle following the others pulling at her leather chaps, "by the gawds Rose Red I am itching something fierce, I think that fellow trimmed me a little too close, or I got an ingrown hair, don't you just hate those, you don't happen to have any Gnomish Powder do you? Where are we going anyway, I might have dozed off for a second there?"
Roselle shakes her head at Phineas and breathes a silent sigh. "The Dowsing Deer Molly, we are to meet someone there for more information." She speaks in such a low voice, it could hardly be called a whisper. However, she manages to make sure Phineas was able to hear her. She continues to follow the others
Phineas smiles, "The Rutting Deer, what an adorable name for a pub, must be a family joint... never heard of it." Following behind Roselle, the Jester giggles, "the boys are moving pretty fast like someone rang a dinner bell, is there going to be a spread there, I am feeling a bit peckish, how about you, could you eat?" Phineas turns and looks down, "oh for Pete sake FERB will you just give it a rest for one freaking minute... Rose Red does not want to rub your belly either... no, I am most certainly not asking her that, I don't care what the literature says, Rose Red is a class act! Now give me some peace, you are giving me a migraine." Phineas turns back to Roselle throwing her arms up into the air, "sorry about that but you know how Pooka's are. If I knew he was going to be this much of a bother I would have left him in the Feywild."
Roselle shakes her head again, looking slightly amused. Without a single word she tries to get ahead of the men, silent and try to remain unnoticeable
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Phineas gives chase after Roselle, her bells jingling as she struggles to keep up... huffing and puffing dragging her maul behind, as she attempts an impromptu tap dance in an attempt to show a bit of panache and style.
Performance: 24
"FERB! Stay out from under my feet, I'm trying to dance here..."
Tomoe, walking will walk up to the two men, "I DON'T THINK I GOT YOUR NAMES. IF WE PLAN ON WORKING TOGETHER WE SHOULD AT LEAST KNOW EACH OTHER NAMES, NO! HAHAHAHAHAHA!?"
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiAMenus doesn't stop walking, but he looks at the one-eyed half elf and says warmly, "Ah. Right. I'm Menus." He nods and looks at Cyrus, then back to Tomoe. "Yep. That's my name. What's yours?" He asks looking at the wizard.
"Cyrus Sternfall. I specialize in combat magic, and that's about all you need to know," Cyrus muttered, obliging Menus.
Roselle smirks slightly hearing the two introduce themselves. She continues ahead, remaining silent and out of view of the others as she searches for the Dowsing Deer, she manages to get there before the others leaning beside the entrance. She crosses her arms waiting patiently, humming softly
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiARoselle waits patiently, having moved ahead without their notice. She observes the town life before she looks around for the one the mayor had described they needed to see.
Phineas finally catches up with Roselle. The Jester is huffing and puffing as she sings an old pirate song, "come on Rose Red, you know this one, sing it with me while we wait... all the gents love a merry tune!"
Roselle looks at her, letting out a small sigh. Before Phineas could finish the next verse, she joins in, singing under her breath alongside her. Her voice gradually growing loud enough to be heard alongside her frenemy's. She smirks, eyes closed as she continues to sing, her voice rather lovely despite her aversion to being noticeable to the public eye.
Menus finds it strange to see the red-haired girl was already ahead of them somehow. He thought she had stuck behind a ways with the others, but there she was singing alongside the sporadic Phineas. The two were a bizarre couple in his mind. In fairness, it takes a few loose stones to want to see a dragon slain. 'I just hope, I can protect them all.' he thinks to himself still anticipating the group's designated contact at the tavern. "Perhaps he's inside?" Menus suggests.
Roselle stops singing hearing Menus's voice, she lightly nods. "Perhaps. Let us find out. The sooner we know what is exactly in store... the better." She points out, preferring to be prepared rather than going in blindly. She pushes open the door, lightly tensed as if expecting someone to jump at her. She allows everyone to walk in ahead of her, holding the door open for them all now silent once more, as if preparing for someone to attack them despite the fact they all were there to see someone the Mayor had directed them to.
The party arrives at a bustling tavern. As they wander inside, they can see the agent in a corner, talking to himself and smoking.
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Cyrus immediately goes over to their contact, seating himself opposite the man. "Greetings. We were sent by the mayor, to deal with the dragon. We were told to meet with you to discuss the details, is that correct?"
Roselle raises a brow at Cyrus, silently following. She glances behind at the others, as she stops beside where Cyrus is now seated.